Several months ago my laptop started to give me the blue screen of death.
It told me it needed to check the disks “for consistency,” first every once in a while; then every single day. All this was after the mouse had died completely; the interface between the battery and computer had become temperamental, sometimes telling me it had 6 hours left and 2 minutes later, dying completely; and the power cord had apparently shorted out in such a way that I had to perform nightly rituals to get it charging (squeeze as hard as possible, lift above my head, drop it to the ground, flick top; repeat).
Neal was excited that I needed a new laptop; he loves any excuse to scour Slickdeals. But I was insistent that it wasn’t time yet. It wasn’t in our budget for 2013 and I’d been feeling major financial stress with our move, so I refused to even consider it. Having no real tech knowledge, I wasn’t sure how to make this laptop last, so I did the only (free) thing I could think of. I prayed: please help this laptop get me through this semester of teaching. Just this semester. Please. PLEASE. It’s so ridiculous that some of my most fervent prayers in life have been over this laptop, but so it is.
Neal thinks I’m incredibly impatient with technology — if he had had this little piece of Whitney Cummings (whoever she is) advice earlier, our marriage and Addison might not exist. But I think even he will have to admit that it takes real patience to work with the mouse/battery/power cord/blue screen of death situation I’ve been dealing with for three whole months, especially when I spend a good 16 hours a day on the computer.
On Thursday evening I submitted my final semester grades. On Friday morning I sent my final email to the other online instructors I’ve supervised this semester. On Friday afternoon the power cord was blinking even more unnaturally than usual, the battery indicator light was shining red (red = bad), and the laptop began beeping ceaselessly. And then it was dead. It’s Monday now and none of my ritualistic endeavors to revive it have been successful.
Of course, I was put out at first. I may have done some moans and sighs (possibly my famous karate chop hands in combination). It would have been nice to finish the article that’s due this Thursday on my regular laptop with access to all my files! If only it just could have worked until we got home from our Christmas visits! (If only it could have lasted FOREVER so I would never have to spend money on another laptop again!)
But really, it was important to notice that it lasted just until I finished my semester. And absolutely no longer. Which is exactly what I asked God to do for me. I’ve never been very comfortable with praying, so it’s awfully smart/sneaky of Him to send me this very direct message. Well played.
The new laptop is in hand now, thanks to a super $200 Best Buy deal. And it has Windows 8 and a touchscreen and a home screen to mimic a tablet — new-fangled technology, ugh! I’ll probably need to say some more prayers to get through this new trial . . .